Chapter 170: The Blood Dream Spreads

Deep within the misty ocean.

The ocean mist pervaded, occasionally allowing sparse sunlight to filter through, only for thick fog to surge in and make the sunlight vanish from the sea surface once more.

Within the mist, the smell of blood permeated the air.

Aboard a massive steel merchant ship.

Yason Howell leaned against the ship's railing, grinning as he tightly bandaged his wound.

On the surrounding sea surface lay a large number of mermaid corpses.

The deck bore traces of battle, blood everywhere, and several spots were scorched by a peculiar flame that ordinary seawater could not extinguish for the time being.

On the deck lay many mermaid corpses and a few human超凡者 corpses.

Just moments ago, a group of mermaids of considerable strength had attacked the merchant ship.

Fortunately, the ship's guards were not weak.

After a fierce battle, the mermaids retreated, having suffered heavy casualties.

The guards also suffered many casualties.

His gaze swept coldly over the surrounding corpses of mermaids and超凡者.

Then Yason Howell's gaze fell upon himself.

His abdomen, chest, thighs, and other areas bore severe injuries; with each breath, there was a faint pain in his chest.

"Fortunately, I followed Captain Jack and earned a large number of gold pounds. With these gold pounds, I was able to advance to the fifth rank and also purchase a decent set of magic metal equipment and a large quantity of high-grade potions. Otherwise... cough, cough..."

Yason Howell coughed a few times, his face flushed red.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

After wiping the corner of his mouth, Yason Howell felt much more comfortable in his chest.

Then, Yason Howell gradually entered a state of source power breathing, reducing the breathing from his lungs to avoid putting strain on his chest injury.

"Otherwise... in this battle and the previous one, I would have died long ago."

Yason Howell sighed inwardly.

"Hmm! It was still more comfortable when I followed Captain Jack!"

"If the captain had been here this time, he alone would have been enough to kill all these mermaids, and those damned people wouldn't have killed so many of us."

Yason Howell briefly reminisced about the past in his heart.

"A super spellcaster, Gune Lawrence—that is the captain's true face!"

"I heard that on the Moving Mysterious Island, the captain not only killed a genius expert from a foreign starry sky but even..."

With such thoughts, Yason Howell narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Even... obtained the Divine Crown. In the future, the captain is destined to become an existence as great as an eternal deity."

"Truly awe-inspiring!" Yason Howell sighed softly in his heart.

Just then, footsteps gradually approached from nearby.

"First Mate Yason."

A voice came at the same time.

Yason glanced over and saw Martel approaching.

Back when the Magic Whale Adventure Group disbanded at Dragon Head Grand Harbor.

Yason and Martel had accidentally run into each other at a tavern.

Then the two decided to work together as guards on merchant ships.

After all, the income from guarding merchant ships at sea was quite substantial, and being together allowed them to look out for each other.

Yason waved his hand, "I'm no longer the first mate."

By now, Martel had already reached the third rank of the extraordinary, and his strength was quite astonishing; even ordinary fourth-rank超凡者 were no match for him.

Moreover, Martel had recently awakened a very special ability: he could directly convert his source power into healing energy to recover from his injuries.

However, he still had an astonishing appetite as always.

It was said that the merchant ship's manager, precisely because Martel ate too much, had set a fixed amount for everyone's meals.

This caused Martel to privately slander him endlessly.

Fortunately, Martell's spatial ring was large enough to store plenty of meat, and in the ocean, Martell could always catch some deep-sea creatures of extraordinary rank. When there was no fighting in private, Martell would cook for himself.

At this moment, Martell walked over, still bearing injuries, but they were no longer serious.

"Are you alright?" Martell asked as he approached.

"It's nothing, just lost a bit of blood. A few days of rest and I'll be fine," Jason Howell said nonchalantly.

"Mm, that's good."

Martell nodded.

"I'll go check elsewhere to see if any fishmen are still alive. Those damned creatures have ambushed us more than once."

"Be careful, then."

"I know."

Watching Martell's retreating figure.

"What an energetic fellow, and his recovery ability is astonishing."

Pushing himself up, Jason Howell prepared to return to his bedroom for a good rest.

As a transcendent, his physique was naturally strong, and with the aid of potions, he would recover in a few days.

Just as he took a step, Jason Howell suddenly froze in place, his expression one of utter astonishment.

"Jason Howell!" A voice, all too familiar, echoed in his mind.

"Cap... Captain..."

Jason Howell looked around in confusion but found no trace of Captain Jack, or more precisely, "Guné Lawrence."

"Too badly injured... Am I hallucinating?" Jason murmured to himself.

"This is not a hallucination. I'm just using my supernatural ability to communicate with you remotely," Guné's voice sounded again in Jason's mind.

Upon confirming it was real communication, Jason's face lit up with joy.

"Now is not the time for conversation," Guné's voice came softly.

"First, find a safe place to rest. In an hour, I will pull your soul and will into a strange world. At that time, your physical body will be completely defenseless, so you must find a safe place. Is one hour enough?"

"One hour is enough." After a brief thought, Jason Howell nodded.

"Good. Go find a place first, and I'll notify the others."

"Notify the others? Those from the Kraken Adventure Group?" Jason asked.

"Of course," Guné's voice came.

Hearing this, Jason broke into a smile.

Back when Guné Lawrence, under the alias Jack Sparrow, formed the Kraken Adventure Group, they had accomplished many great deeds on the ocean, making the name of the super spellcaster Jack Sparrow famous across the seas.

Although later everyone learned his true name was Guné Lawrence, it did not diminish the many legends left by Captain Jack and the Kraken Adventure Group on the ocean.

And this time, Guné Lawrence had used such an incredible method to communicate with him remotely.

He vaguely sensed that Captain Jack was about to make another big move.

"Hmm, I really look forward to meeting everyone again!" Smiling, Jason Howell walked toward his room.

Since his soul was to enter a strange world, he had to set up the barrier restrictions in this room properly.

A few minutes later.

Martell, also beaming with joy, walked toward his room.

...

In the shallow sea, the tourist resort of the Maldives Archipelago.

"Old Chart," who was enjoying the glow of the sunset and the gentle sea breeze, composed his expression and quietly walked toward the rest area in the rear buildings.

...

Deep within the Black Demon Sea.

At the "Evil Dragon Island," a gathering place for pirates.

Bast Johnson, who had been in seclusion trying to break through to the fifth rank, first opened his eyes in surprise.

After a brief exchange, he looked around at the barrier-enclosed secret chamber, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

On the ocean and on land, more than twenty former crew members of the Kraken, scattered across the world, and even the few cooks.

Guné had also sent them notifications.

Since the Blood Dream Arena was about to open, he had to cast a wide net.